Playing with Myself Until I Cum
In the dimly lit dorm room, a young college coed named Cassidy sat on her bed, her knees pulled up to her chest as she twirled a lock of her long, chestnut hair around her finger. The sounds of muffled laughter and thumping bass music from the nearby fraternity house party drifted through the thin walls. She sighed, feeling wistful and lonely. She wished she could let loose and have some fun like her friends, but her academic responsibilities kept her tied down to her studies.
Just then, her phone buzzed with a text from her best friend Jenna. “Hey girl, y u not at the party?? Come hang! ;)” Cassidy typed back, “Wish I could! But my Chem 101 midterm is killer margaritaville tomorrow. Gotta study!”
“Boring! Well, if you need any stress relief, I gotcha covered ;)” Jenna sent back a winking emoji along with a pic of a sleek, purple phallic object. Cassidy burst out laughing. “OMG, are you serious? Where the hell did you get that?!”
“Shhh, don’t tell 😉 But I know what I’m talking about. Totally recommend it!” Jenna replied. Cassidy blinked, her curiosity piqued. Masturbation was something she’d dabbled in a little before college, mostly while sneaking off to her room after her parent’s light were off. She had an idea of what to do, but it always seemed so naughty and titillating. Like something that “good girls” weren’t supposed to do too much of. The notion made her body tingle.
Buckleying herself up with a deep breath, Cassidy decided to take Jenna’s advice. Her mind racing with excitement, she headed out to the nearest convenience store to do some guerilla shopping for suitable supplies. Buy one get one free lube? Check. Some “silver bullet” vibrator that supposedly “hits all the right spots”? Check. Cassidy made her purchases, avoiding eye contact with the checkout clerk, and hurried back to her room with a bulging plastic bag.
Once secure in the privacy of her room, Cassidy opened her new toys with eager fingers. She poured herself a shot of vodka for courage (leftover from last night’s study session) and gulped it down. Giggling with nervous excitement, she stripped down to her lacy pink bra and matching panties. She lay back on her bed, reveling in her daringness.
Her fingers traced over her body in their wake as they slid lower, grazing over her panties. Cassidy gasped as her fingertips found the source of her building throb, pressing against the damp fabric. She slipped a hand beneath the cloth, finding her own slick folds. Another shuddery ache pulsed through her as she slid a finger along her slit. “Holy shit,” she whispered to herself, “that feels… really fucking good.”
Propping open her phone, Cassidy scanned the images Jenna had sent her of strategically placed vibrators and pulsating animal tails. Suddenly feeling inexplicably frisky, she sat up and shimmied out of her panties, revealing her freshly waxed mound. Her hands shook slightly as they reached for the buzzing bullet. Adjusting it against her nub, new flashes of sensation exploded through her lithe body as she turned it on, pulsating through her core.
“Oh God,” she whimpered as she moved it in circles, her back arching at the sudden spike of pleasure. Her other hand crept up to cup her breasts, tugging at her puckered nipples through the lace. Cassidy moaned as the combination sent electric signals firing through every nerve ending. “Holy fuck, I’m really doing this…”
Her movements sped up, legs shaking as her hips thrust upwards against the vibrator. Pressure built inside her, tensing her muscles in anticipation. Letting out a guttural cry, Cassidy felt a tidal wave breaking within her, bucking and writhing as release crashed through her. “Fuck fuck FUCK yes!” she screamed, awash in the most intense sensation she’d ever felt.
When the throbbing tapered off, Cassidy collapsed back against her mattress, panting heavily. “Holy shit,” she repeated dumbly, still feeling jolts of pleasure sparking through her nerve endings. She’d never come so hard in her life, manual or otherwise. Experimenting, she traced a finger along her slippery slit, shuddering. She trailed it up to her sensitive nub, giving it a few light flicks. “Ohh fuck…”
Suddenly emboldened, Cassidy sat up again and whipped off her bra, letting her pert breasts bounce free. She grabbed her lube, slicking her fingers as she rested back against the pillows. She gazed at her image in the full length mirror opposite her bed, marveling at her lithe, naked body… and wondered how far she could take this tonight…
